Archive for December, 2010
by Mel George
While tatty shepherds genuflect
There is another, I suspect,
Who came to see the King.
Uninvited, but expected.
The angels from whom he defected
Kept an eye on him.
This prince crept over, peered in,
And grinned a disbelieving grin
At what the fool had done.
Born as a human? What a joke!
He would destroy him in a stroke –
The battle finally won.
‘I never thought you’d be this dim.
You’ve come in stinking human skin?
You must know you will die.’
But fear came on him as the child
met his gaze and slowly smiled,
and wouldn’t tell him why.
Mel George wishes you a very Merry Christmas. Service will resume at The Pygmy Giant in the New Year.